My first real job was on the railroad--twenty five years ago, and we rarely saw hoboes themselves, but there were always signs that they had been around--Any of you remember Herbie? He would draw a palm tree, with a sleeping man wearing an oversized hat, signed and dated, on every box car that he traveled in--you seldom saw a freight train without one of his marks on it--there were so many that I tended to think that there was more than one--